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iN & Out Of Rehab

iN & Out Of Rehab

       iRelapse

Then Collapse

iNever

        Commited To Sober Living So Why Are People Tripping?

     Drug Programs

Are A Waste According To My Case.

        im Never  Going to Stop

 unless i O.D And Drop

But Even iN Heaven Thats iF iRise.

            With the Angel

imma Continue Tweaking Cause iM A ****** Tweaker

     Or iN Hell With Fallen Angels.

It'll Be Better,

       Since iSold My Soul To The Devil.

He Never Asked

iJust Gave iT Up.

iFell iN Love With A stimulant Drug made up Of Chemicals ****** Poison But idgaf il Keep Dosing.  

 Went From Snorting To Smoking

    Methamphetamine

iLet iT Get The Best Of Me.

 

Part 2

Out & iN

2014 iTs Krazie

iM Back To This Dope ****

Its been Already 4 years and

Im still Addicted.

In & Out

Of Rehabs, Different Drug Programs and Sad That iStill

Havnt learned ****

Got Out November 19 2014 For The 3rd Time

And im Still Twisting, Getting Lit

Ilove Living Twisted

Im on a comedown

Im irrated right now wanting to take

Another hit.

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Written by
Pearlsmoke
23 / F
Published
Sep 6, 2014
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#hope#lost#smoke#cloud#rock#crystal#shards#tweak#methamphetamine
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